Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 773

Chapter 773: Chapter 773 - Taming the Fifth Year - Everything Goes in Love and War - 10

The girl walked back to her team on unsteady legs, processing what had just occurred with a weird expression of both respect and horror.

Roran caught her shoulder, steadying her. "You okay?"

"Two hits, or was it one..." she said, voice distant. "My beast is supposed to be Resistance based and it just... came apart like it was made of sand."

"Did you learn anything from up close?" Roran asked, genuinely curious despite knowing the answer was probably depressing.

She laughed without humor. "Yeah... That we’re nowhere near his ceiling. Not even a bit close."

Roran nodded slowly, his own assessment matching hers. He’d hoped sending the beast underground would reveal something about the mantis’s limitations, would show some strain or a difficulty in control that could be exploited.

Instead it had demonstrated the mantis could counter even earth element based beasts as easily as it had countered fire, could manipulate stone with the same casual efficiency it had shown with water.

"Last fighter," Roran said, looking at their final teammate, with his Silver 1 Wind beast that specialized in aerial combat. "You saw what just happened. Still want to try?"

He swallowed hard but nodded. "I can’t look worse than a coward that doesn’t even go up there right? But... Got a better idea?"

"Not really," Roran admitted. "Maybe aerial advantage works where big area attacks and underground traps failed. Or maybe we’ll just find out that mantis can fly faster than your beast too."

THIRD BATTLE

The last opponent from Team Twelve was the second option for a tactical leader close in votes before Roran voted himself.

His Wind Hawk materialised in a flash of mana, a sleek predator built for speed, it had aerial dominance where most terrestrial beasts had an inherent disadvantage.

The hawk ascended immediately, not wasting a second on ground-level. Gaining altitude, creating distance, using its element to generate air currents that would make any terrestrial attack difficult to execute.

It was a strategy that had worked brilliantly during their previous battle against Mira and Sora’s team, two of Ren’s companions just like Roran himself. The hawk had secured their advancement by staying out of reach until the last opponent exhausted itself.

But Ren’s mantis was no longer a purely terrestrial beast if it’d ever been limited to ground combat in the first place.

But Ren had not lost time either, not 1 second had passed since the combat had started...

As the hawk started trying to fly higher, Ren spoke with the same casual tone he’d used all match. "Reach it now."

His mantis launched itself upward.

It wasn’t a normal jump that obeyed physics of mass and gravity. It was a single-beat from the wings and a push from its big wind control...

It generated a propulsion that defied natural law, wings that weren’t quite adapted for sustained flight pushing with such force and speed that limitations became irrelevant at these altitudes.

The beast ascended 100 meters in less than two seconds, closing the distance the hawk thought was a safety margin with an acceleration that made the wind tamer’s jaw drop.

They hadn’t even processed where the mantis had been, hadn’t finished understanding the implications of Ren’s command before it was too late to respond.

The mantis reached its prey.

Moving through the air with a speed that shouldn’t be possible for insects of its size, generating thrust that overcame any aerodynamic disadvantages through pure concentrated force.

It intercepted the hawk mid-flight, blade-arms striking while both creatures were airborne.

Two cuts again.

The hawk disintegrated mid-air, mana form collapsing as fatal damage overwhelmed its cohesion. Fragments of energy scattered like fireworks, beautiful and terrible in their dispersal pattern.

Master Lin didn’t need to verify the outcome. "Victory: Ren Patinder’s team. Score: 10-9."

Team Five had won their match through their leader’s solo effort.

And most importantly...

Without revealing even close to the full scope of his abilities.

He hadn’t used most of his elemental repertoire that rumors suggested existed. Hadn’t shown lightning or ice. Hadn’t revealed how much mana he truly had in reserve or what his beast’s stamina limits actually were.

It had fought three consecutive battles and emerged looking completely fresh, not even breathing hard from exertion.

Roran watched Ren walk off the arena with admiration and resignation.

Where does Ren Patinder’s ceiling actually exist? And is anyone in this competition capable of reaching high enough to find it?

GOLDCREST TERRITORY - THE CONCESSION

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